literature

From Time To Truth

Deviation Actions

Mattkemis's avatar
By
Published:
380 Views

Literature Text

suddenly
they leave
so many...
all left
and I just
dont understand
WHYYYYYYY???
Because everyone changes?
what?
no.
no
nono
noononononono
not you
not you
again
damn you.
DAMN
FUCKING I HAte You
ookay
*holds up hands*
not
you
Johnny, youre alright
youre alright jack
hehe
no
I mean
that demon
no
it fucking ruins my life
no
not change
changes older brother
fucking demon that causes me to draw blood
to wish blood
to want to take life
to haunt my dreams
that only sleep can cure
and yet
and yet
it kills me in my sleep
every day a littel
I dont
I dont want it
I dont
i want to
be
freee
leave me alone
go away!
I want to be left in a timeless room
but then
there you are
in the name
of the room again
go away time
you are everywheree!!!
sorry johnny
hes just making me go crazy
I dont
not
time
want
I dont need a watch
I can feel it passing
I can see the blanket it lays over my fingers as they hack these words
I can feel my thoughts
only powered by the one source
and yet
the source is hated
like a greenpeace activist kept alive on atom energy
whats the time mr wolf?
scared of...
tomorrow
no
actually
yesterday
today
no, just -day
a day in the life
a day
in
the life
life
life so
so short
like a fairy
fairy
magic
stop death
death bad
badbaddeath
death is good?
no
no
no
freedom not death
death is not
good
no more work
no more worry
that is freedom
that is no locks
society is locks
family
is locks
friends is locks
love is bond
and freedom
is lonely
I never know whether I like being lonely or not
nobody likes it
no
body
me
body
worms
I eat worms
worms eat me
it is
a mole through my chest
my bones
a skelington
or
not
maybe
i am
a corpse
forever
but
forever
is
not
forever
because ever is part of the future
bad
future
death
past
not untouchable
but one shouldnt
it never
goes away
never
but it cant be changed
love?
she said, softly?
and fell over backward
like in a fairy tale
again, a fairy
a gnome?
with a big beard
punch the garden
into next week
I wannt to crawl into a ball
and cry
and die?
and cry
at the lies
not
lies
truth
this is
truth
You and I. My madness, your grey back.
© 2011 - 2024 Mattkemis
Comments0
Join the community to add your comment. Already a deviant? Log In